My Substitute Ugly Wife Novels & Stories

His face was unreadable, yet raging below. “You mean…” The voice of Damien became lower and darker. “She pretended to be my wife? You are attempting to inform me a that Alina had disappeared, a day before the wedding and no trace of her, and you had searched, and could not find her, and her location was off and the best thing you could think of is to take the place of her with her sister?” My father nodded. “Yes. It was the only choice we had.”

Noah growled, and when he positioned himself between the two of us, he also shoved his father’s chest, sending him flying “You better watch how you talk to my wife!” “You call this disgusting creature your wife?! Her face looks like it’s been through a meat grinder and she can barely maintain eye contact! You shouldn’t have accepted such a shameful marriage! You should have come to me and asked me to find you a real bride! One who would increase your influence and your chances of becoming the next Alpha…!” "And to have a marriage like yours?" Noah scoffed "What a tempting offer." “Don’t try to be funny with me, kid! Not when I’m the only one who seems to keep fighting for you to keep your ri

He wanted his obstinate headed wife more than anything and it ate at him that she was capable of putting him in this mood where he was completely out of control. "Go back and change, you will not wear this to my family function." His eyes raked through her body again and he swore inwardly. Those heels had to be illegal on her and those plump lips and crystal blue eyes and skin as smooth as any d*mn thing. It was more annoying that she managed to look classy and elegant, not like the cheap sl*t he preferred to tell his brain that she was. "Funny you think we are in the 12th century." His wife scoffed, and started to walk down the stairs, her neck and shoulders exposed to his gaze and that of

Sanchez did calm down but Giselle came forward furiously, "What does that bitch have which I don't have? I didn't even have sex with anyone because of you. And that bitch might have slept with her ex boyfriend for a…….." Her words died in her throat as I clutched her throat in my hand and slammed her down on the wall nearby. " How fucking dare you call her a bitch? She isn't you. She is Raven Aragorn, my wife. One more word about her and I won't hesitate to kill you right here." I dropped her down on the ground and she started coughing loudly, "I never killed a woman, Giselle. Don't make me go back to my previous self. Sanchez, take your daughter and leave from here if you want your daughter

“Then why did you come here instead of going home? Oh, don’t answer that. It must be because you can’t stand your ugly wife. It's better to have some fun here first, huh?” Delmor chuckled and continued, “I understand you. If | were forced to marry someone as ugly as your wife, | don’t know how | would handle it. It’s true that ugly ducklings like her deserve some sympathy, but | just can’t bear to look at them.” Luna raised her eyebrows. As ugly as his wife, huh? She pushed the door open and walked in. Delmor who was backing the door, didn’t realize she had walked in and continued, “Dude, how don’t you have nightmares at night with her by your side? Or do you?”

My Wife? It is done and dusted. I am now Sunshine Rose Ricci, the wife of Renzo Ricci. I hate my life.

Eyes are like a stone that has no emotions. " You will marry that son of Williamson. Mrs. Williamson had already chosen one for him. I have already taken care of the girl. You have to appear as the girl. Don't worry. Use your real name. Your information will be locked. You have to gain his trust. Enter his company and give me all the information I will ask for. Did you understand?" Alisha nods. She laughs at her luck that she is going to be another substitute. This time she would be a wife directly.

"I'm practical. Annul this arrangement. Marry me. I disappear quietly and no one ever hears about Iris Hartley walking down the aisle as her sister." Victor steps forward. "He has a real wife." "He has a substitute." Her voice stays pleasant, which is its own kind of cruelty. "A kind gesture that got complicated. Not a real choice. Not someone from the right world." Dominic's control breaks clean and fast. "Get out." "I don't think you understand the position you're in." "I understand perfectly." He moves closer to her, not threatening, just removing all pretense of distance. "You're blackmailing us. It won't work."

I took the plate of ribs and placed it in front of me. She kicked me under the table, “I heard that the one who likes salty food will always be ugly. Do you mean that you are ugly? And I like salty too. So you are saying that I am ugly. Am I ugly? Am I ugly?” I shook my head. “No, my wife is most beautiful. There is no one more beautiful than my wife in the world. I want you to see you every day and want to hug you to sleep.” She pouted. “That’s more like it here. It’s a bowl of pure chicken soup that has been steamed out of chicken. Drink it.”

Signaling me to come towards her. I laughed and shock my head in disappoinment. This is how I lost my golden wife for this cheap slut. I was so angry, I don't know if to stop coming back at all to my own house, because I don't find it funny again. "What are you doing?" I asked in confusion. Because tell me why someone's wife will dress like a crazy slut just to strip and seduce her husband. I find it total crazy and it's not even funny to me anymore.